Min ao raised his eyebrows when he saw the smile on su Mo's avatar's face.
He understood the meaning behind the gaze.
However, he was a little suspicious because he didn't completely believe it.
"Brother Bai, you're very interested to see su Mo's statue?" Min ao cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Of course!"
Su mo nodded slightly and looked at his own statue, which was like a specimen, being admired by the pavilion. He had mixed feelings.
Perhaps, the Soul Clan's ambition was not wrong. This was their lofty ideal. This was the eternal goal they pursued. It was great and Noble.
However, this was unacceptable for su mo, the primitive world, and the other worlds.
Just as min ao and su mo were conversing, another Pavilion master entered the hall.
This person was extremely tall and had a rough appearance.
After he entered the hall, he was slightly stunned when he saw su mo.
He then strode toward su mo.